~°~Mentality~°~ [RE-WRITING]

Ch. 2

The figure glared at the silver-haired who was stretching leisurely on the couch. The background flickered as the bandages on the latter convulsed, tugging angrily. The bandages shivered slightly,melting to form skin and cloth. The bruise on the other's face began to lapse furiously, turning to purple, then to green, before fading into skin colour. The silver-haired opened his eye gingerly.

"Oh, for fucks sake. It's you again." The silver-haired snapped angrily. The figure waved his finger dismissively. A scar suddenly trekked across his face, disfiguring it permanently.

"For the love of dicks, stop visiting me to patronize me in my dreams, you vagina-licking pussy-fucker." The silver-haired cursed, raising his middle fingers.

The figure muttered darkly about her,leaning towards the silver-haired, his breathing shallow and ragged. "Would you like to be the one that causes the death of your Queen? Trust me, there's a future where that happens and it isn't a pretty one." The figure caught the silver-haired by the throat. The silver-haired eyes dilated slightly, his eyes scrabbling at the hands.

"Kill him. He will come soon, if not today. Bring me his body for evidence. When the Army takes over, you'll be amply rewarded. When the Army takes over, your queen will be rewarded. When the Army takes over, glory will come for the witches." A wicked smile trekked across his face.

"Only for my queen, Ji. Only for her." Silver-haired turned around, his green eyes staring straight into the figure's. The ground whirled and swirled, the ground opening up to swallow him up.

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  Taehyung's eyes fluttered open, his Adam's apple rolling up his throat. For a second, he let his eyelids connect with his eyebags for a moment before he heard the door creak open. His dark brown eyes draped over his head, a smile tugging at his lips.

"Jungkookie, you're-" Jungkook winced slightly, limping into the room. "What happened?" Taehyung asked, a concerned tone tugging at his voice. "Just some stupid beast that almost defeated us." Jungkook slumped into the couch. Taehyung propped himself up slightly, his hand reaching for a book near the table. He stretched his arm a bit further, but his fingers could not even brush against the old, weathered and thin cover of the leather-covered book.

"If you are trying to get something, maybe you could put in a bit of effort." Jungkook snapped angrily before rubbing his temples exasperatedly. "Sorry, I am just..."

"Angry? Angsty? Frustrated?" Taehyung asked, reaching to pull it in. He flipped open the crinkly pages, his fingers brushing gently against the pages.

"All of the above, doctor." Jungkook smiled cheekily, his bunny teeth showing.

"Evil bunny." Taehyung teased him as he scanned the pages of the book. "Wanna go find the other shits?"

"I can't exactly go when my legs are hurting, right?" Jungkook put on a poker face, pursing his lips.

"Want me to carry you?" Jungkook opened and mouth and closed it repeatedly, wagging a finger as his eyes rolled up, making a ugly look.

"As if you can-" Taehyung swiped his hands quickly in a quarter of an arc before swiping them downwards. "Wow, you actually can." Jungkook intoned as he floated in the air. "With magic,that is." Jungkook was sent whizzing to the living room as a heavily bandaged Taehyung stumbled over to the couches. Namjoon had his arms flopping on the side of the couch, him holding his stomach. Jin, meanwhile, was covered with burns. He winced gently as he cleaned his wounds as gently as he could. Hoseok was just sitting down, polishing his already gleaming gun. Jungkook was dropped violently onto the coach, causing the pillows to jump off. Yoongi was, well, sleeping in his room, Taehyung assumeed.

"Of course Yoongles would be sleeping." Taehyung chuckled, feeling his sides burn.

"Hey, Jin, got anymore of that healing potion I have you?" Taehyung called, absent-mindedly rubbing his ribs.

"It's Jin-hyung and no, I don't. Even if I had, it wouldn't be going to you." The sour expression on his face and the wistful glance he gave the now sleeping Namjoon clearly stated who he would be giving the said potion to if he had it.

"Get over your puppy crush, Jin-hyung." Taehyung smiled cheerfully, causing Jin to throw a wet and soggy tissue which he had just used to wipe off the final bit of blood from his face. "Gross,hyung. Just a suggestion, maybe you should actually clean yourself properly instead of just throwing tissues at innocent and cute witches like me." Taehyung fluttered his eyelashes, pouting slightly.

"Fucking disgusting..." Jin mumbled as he sat down on the couch, curling up so that his head rested on Namjoon's lap.

"Open up, Residents of the Shade Mansion." An unfamiliar voice called. Namjoon's eyes opened slightly as he rubbed them wearily.

"Did anyone order some shit or is this an attack." Namjoon snapped, angry his sleep had been disrupted while his hands tugged gently at Jin's blonde locks.

"Don't know." Hoseok replied, propping his gun against the sofa.

"Who's going to wake up Yoongles." Taehyung asked, raising his eyebrows. The five of them sighed, raising their hands. "Odd one out does it."

"Black and white." They chanted. Namjoon's palm faced the ground. Jin's palm faced the ground. Taehyung's palm faced the ground. Hoseok's palm faced the
ground.

Jungkook's palm was facing upwards.

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  -Should I do a special for hitting 2.5k?
-If so, would you guys rather...
•Yoonmin smut
•Taekookseok smut
•Namjin smut

The chapter will not affect the story in any way.

♡ To you, my dear readers.♡